My Relatives Started Complaining about My Wife’s Meals at Our Monthly Family Dinners – So We Decided to Secretly Test Them

My wife Megan always poured her heart into cooking for our monthly family dinners, but my relatives were constantly cruel. After seeing her hurt repeatedly, I decided to test them.

At the next dinner, we told everyone I had cooked, though Megan made the same dishes they had previously criticized. This time, my sister Angela gushed, “This is the best pasta!” When I revealed Megan had cooked, the room went silent.

It wasn’t about the food; it was personal. My younger sister later confirmed that Mom and Angela never approved of Megan.

That night, I decided we were done with the dinners. Our family, built on love and respect, mattered more than keeping up with outdated traditions. From then on, we created our own, filled with kindness, where every meal felt like home.